|𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃|
❝Be with someone who'll break your bed, not your heart.❞
━━━━━━━༻𝓟･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━
He gave up on her. For good.
Or at least that's what he kept telling himself since the day she left.
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Jungkook didn't want the door closed nor Jieun to leave his sight while he talked to his mother. She respected his decision and stood outside at the doorway, talking to Wheein, trying to distract Daehyun at the same time.
Occasionally, he'd stare at her, just to avoid looking at his mother instead.
"I've been watching all of your fights since you started," she confessed, pushing his damp bangs gently from his forehead. "Your father never wanted to tell me the address of your gym, but Eunwoo was kind to do it."
"Didn't know you were into boxing," he said and moved his head back to remove her hand.
She shrugged. "I only cared for the ones you were on it."
Jungkook wasn't in the mood for this and looked at her impatiently. "Why did you come here?" he asked. "Why do you keep coming?"
"Because I love you," she said as if he had asked an insane question. "You're my son. I don't want you to pretend that I don't exist—"
